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There was silence in the dark deep sea, and a pure metal-shell 'torpedo' slowly slid over the rocks.

"I said, can't we go to the sea?"

Xiaoyu, who was using the neural operating system to control the spacecraft, shrugged helplessly: "This ship was not originally designed for diving. We can still breathe now thanks to the steel wings. He modified the air circulation system for us at the last moment when he was unconscious. Otherwise, we I'm already suffocated to death, why do you still expect to fly up?"

"Unlucky, why did the talisman explode?" Jackie Chan looked sad and turned his head to look at the remaining ashes on the console in front of him.

Constantine and Van Helsing did not participate in their conversation. They had not recovered from the golden light and were whispering together.

"Do you think he was injured by that thing?"

"It's hard to say. He is a mutant, but his main ability is technology. He shouldn't be injured more seriously than us."

"But he is stronger than us. That thing is very sensitive to powerful auras, and even the magic charms are broken. We are really lucky to survive."

Constantine's hands underneath were rubbing each other. The skin was chapped and weathered, not at all what a pair of young people should look like.

Van Helsing's werewolf blood was very recuperative, but now he felt exhausted and didn't want to move, so he was sitting on a chair.

"I hope he doesn't die."

"Are you still worried about him?"

"I'm worried that we'll die in this iron coffin."

"Well, I hope he's okay."

Xiaoyu's voice trembled slightly, and she suddenly called out: "Um, everyone, I think we are in trouble."

The two people who were whispering looked up when they heard the call, and saw a huge black silhouette appearing on the virtual screen.

Two beams of bright light pierced the darkness and shone on the Flying Fish. Its bloody mouth suddenly opened, and the sea water poured in at a high speed and bit into the slowly moving Flying Fish.

Jackie Chan held his head and screamed: "I'm going to die, you're a giant monster from the deep!"

"It's not a troll." Constantine's eyes flashed with light: "I know the troll, it's not."

"So is there anything you can do?"

"No, let's just wait to die."

"Ahhhhh!!"

A behemoth that was almost a hundred meters high pressed forward. Xiaoyu tried her best to control the steering of the flying fish, but the speed under this behemoth was not as fast as that of a small fish.

The mouth of blood was overwhelming, and the Feiyu was swallowed in one gulp.

Beep!Beep!Beep!

Stark, who was covered in injuries and fell into a coma, was awakened by the armor's alarm. He opened his eyes in confusion: "Jarvis, turn off your mind. I'll keep my eyes open for a while."

"Sir, that's an energy below 5 alarm."

The dazed Stark finally woke up, and the armor flew at high speed and plunged into the snow-covered ground.

"Oh no!!"

In an almost wailing scream, the steel armor plunged onto the concrete road, splashing large sparks. The inertia of the high-speed flight took him to float on the ground, hit the trees, broke trees, and finally stopped.

His already not very clear mind was in chaos again, his cheek popped open, and he lay on the ground with blood on his face, watching the white snow fall on his face, which was cold and cold.

"Damn criminals, absolutely lawless, live broadcast of terrorist attacks, d!"

"Where are we, North?"

"Current location, 5 miles outside Rose Hill, Tennessee."

"This is not my order. This is thousands of miles away. Pepper is still in danger. We must!"

The panicked shouting suddenly stopped, and his mind kept flashing back to what happened not long ago. It was all over, and Little Pepper was safe.

"Sir, Mr. Gangyi called 28 text messages while you were in coma. Do you need to call back?"

Stark breathed a sigh of relief: "No need, open the armor, I want to go out."

The mechanical transmission armor cracked in the middle. He struggled to sit up and take a breath. The icy cold wind made him shiver.

"Damn it, it's better if I go back."

Lying on his back, the battle armor made no movement: "What's going on?"

"Sir, I have to take a rest."

With the sound of air pressure leaking, the steel armor exhausted all energy and stopped moving.

Sitting alone in the dark snow, Stark suddenly panicked: "Jarvis! Jarvis, don't leave me, okay?"

But Jarvis, who was always on call and almost omnipotent, never responded. The trial version of the Mark 42 was seriously damaged and the energy was exhausted, turning it into a pile of scrap metal.

On this snowy night, Stark, wearing thin short-sleeved shirts, endured the severe cold, took off a globally limited leather belt worth tens of thousands of Franklins, tore it open with his teeth, tied it to his armor and dragged him forward.

Unprecedented loss and panic swirled in his heart, and he was terrified that he almost killed Pepper because of his arrogance.

He knew that the Mandarin wanted to kill only him, and everyone else was just implicated.

After enduring the severe cold and dragging hundreds of kilograms of armor along the road for several miles, he finally saw the lights of the town.

The town was unusually quiet on a snowy night. The penniless Stark couldn't bear the cold, so he took off the cloak used to decorate puppets at the door of the small town shop and covered himself with it.

This is the first time he has been so humble, so lonely, so alone.

He found a public phone. This simple electronic device was not a problem for him at all. He easily solved the charge problem and dialed the Stark Industries encrypted channel.

"Pepper (Pepper's full name is Pepper Potts), it's me. I have so much to say to you but not much time. I'll keep it short. I'm sorry for putting you in danger. I was selfish and stupid. , I’m just an arrogant maniac, I promise there won’t be a next time.”

"Oh, and the Christmas gift is really too big. I should listen to your opinion more, over."

"Well, I'm sorry. I want to say sorry to you in advance again. I can't go home yet. I have to find that person. You have to pay attention to your safety. That's it~"

Stark suddenly laughed at himself: "I just stole a cloak in front of a store."

After hanging up the phone, Stark's whole body went limp, his arms resting on the phone booth, a sad look lingering on his face.

In the dark sky, a metal detector as big as a fist appeared in the night sky. It followed the traces of smashing and shoveling on the ground and finally found him.

The detector confirms the target and sends a monitoring signal to the host. At the same time, the whole body is decomposed and reorganized into ten small detectors not much larger than a finger and scattered.

Stark found a house where no one was home and violently broke into the garage. There were many tools here that could help him repair his armor.

The detector sent a signal but received no response, so it could only continue to point to the previous instruction and follow up and observe.

In the Asgard God's Domain, the death of the Goddess plunged the entire Asgard into sadness. All the people held a grand funeral for the Goddess. Loki's divine power in the dungeon had nowhere to vent and could only be released by smashing tables and chairs crazily. Sad and angry!

The dark demon soldiers have retreated, but the ether they want is still in Jane's body.

They must not be allowed to obtain ether particles. Odin ordered the Rainbow Bridge to be closed and Jane was strictly protected.

It's said to be protection, but it's actually under house arrest. Only Odin knows the secret of Ether, and Ether must not be allowed to leave Asgard!

The death of his mother made Thor extremely sad, but he was a prince and he was responsible for the entire people of Asgard.

The dark demon soldiers want Aether and are bound to attack Asgard again. Only by sending Jane out of Asgard for protection can the people be protected from the war!

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